yeah tell him to come back. I don't have to publicly sex you up anymore if it makes him uncomfortable. Besides, you know you are welcome to join my family at anytime. Which brings me to announce:

I am very close to finally completing phase 1 of my life's work. You are watching history in the making people, right before your eyes. Just sit back and enjoy as there is no stopping it once it's started.

Shit, how could I forget, you could also promote it as the anniversary party for the Oklahoma bombing! Or the pre-party for celebrating Hitler's Birthday! Both very important dates.

Why I remember where I was on April 19th, 1995, I had taken a few hits of acid the night before and spent the whole time driving from place to place. We somehow ended up way up in the mountains (of Montana) where we sat on the side of this logging road and chain smoked cigarettes. Just as the sun started to come up, I would say maybe 6:30 or so, this local crazy person known as "Cave Dave" came zooming past us on his 10 speed bicycle dressing in camo and wearing a rather large Robin Hood type hat complete with large feather sticking out the side. Now granted, we were majorly coming down at this point, and this guy actually lived in a cave, and before he got butsted for no licence, he would ride his motercycle into town wearing a healmet with a huge rack of deer antlers sticking out of them. So I know that it happened but it was quite the sight let me tell you.

Yeah then we went to town and met up with some dudes at the shop n' go and heard about the bombing. I also remember somethhngn about OJ around that time too. Welp later.